Midnight, is my real name :3
I'm 18. I have a massive love for Blue October. Southampton, U.K.
I love my girlfriend. <3
tiny little turn ons:
- people leaning against walls with one shoulder while they talk
- catching somebody turning away smiling at a joke you made
- people who linger on a hug for just a second after you let go
- somebody glancing at your lips while you’re talking
Jesus is not a turn-on he is the way the truth and the light go 2 church and reflect on your nasty ass sins
I remember the days when I used to want you to come over real bad. I got let down three times I think.
Then I remember the day you past your test and we went to McDonald’s and you hit the curb.
I remember the days where we would sit up until 3 a.m playing zombies and you’d leave and id feel so lonely.
I remember when you went on holiday and for the whole time I thought something was missing. I remember the day it clicked. I missed you. This was a big deal back then because I didnt really miss anybody.
I remember the days when our girlfriend’s would want attention and some recognition.
I remember the day you told me you loved me.
From then I made a promise to myself to never look back.
This was when we would watch the sea water at the marina and say stupid stuff together.
Ha. The time when we stayed there all night and went for Mcdonalds and I left my ipod behind and you rang up an checked if it was there.
The time when I fell asleep with you and woke up crying because you had gone home and I didnt know what was going on..
I remember once we had an argument and fell out because I didn’t want to cuddle or touch you.
I remember when you wrote me a letter and left it in my tobacco pouch for me to find it on the way to college (I smiled so much that day)
It’s nothing like I promised.
I do look back at the past and I’ve maybe broken some more promises that I forgot about.
Now I couldn’t tell you where the letter is… or my ipod.
Now it feels like you’re so far away from me.
The marina is just a distant memory. I even miss how cold it used to be.
Now, we have to fight to go out for dinner or watch a movie.
We forget to text each other.
You tell me where zombies is?
You tell me what went wrong?
Because I still think you’re perfect. Did we just put too much into being friends?
you know what i want to know
how the fuck did mr salt and mrs pepper make a fucking cinnamon shaker for a baby
solve that mystery steve
THAT IS PAPRIKA YOU IGNORANT SLUT
EXCUSE ME ASSHOLE THAT IS CINNAMON HE WAS BORN IN THE FOURTH SEASON
PAPRIKA LOOKS LIKE THIS
THAT’S FUCKING PAPRIKA
SHE’S CINNAMON’S OLDER SISTER
GOD DAMN TUMBLR I AM FUCKING DONE WITH YOUR SHIT
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